Hong Yun Ultimately Yielded His Seat

Jieyin and Zhunti saw that Hong Yun made no move, and they continued their performance.

"Wuwuwu~ How bitter is my West! The Saints are merciful and are about to preach the Great Dao. My sisters and I came from that barren land, enduring hardships beyond measure, only to arrive and not even have a seat to listen to the Dao. How unfair is the Heavenly Dao!"

Their clothes were ragged, and their expressions were sorrowful. Tears and snot streamed down their faces, showing none of the demeanor expected of powerful beings.

The three thousand guests in Purple Heaven Palace frowned, and Yuanshi even revealed a hint of disdain.

How could such individuals be worthy of sitting and listening to the Dao with them?

Zhunti wept, but her eyes darted around the six futons. She saw the Three Pure Ones and her heart trembled, daring not to act rashly.

Jieyin saw Donghuang Taiyi guarding Di Jun, the Chaos Bell faintly visible in her hand, and instantly abandoned the idea.

Finally, her gaze fell upon Hong Yun again.

Hong Yun was kind by nature and could not bear to see others suffer. When Zhunti sensed the change in her expression, her crying intensified, and she rushed directly in front of Hong Yun.

Zhunti, with snot and tears, wailed, "Fellow Daoist, wuwuwu~ My senior sister and I came seeking the Great Dao. The land of our West has its spiritual veins destroyed, and its creatures suffer.

If we miss the Saint's sermon today, it is a small matter that our own paths will be hopeless. But for the billions of living beings in the West, there will be no hope left!

Fellow Daoist, you are benevolent and compassionate. Can you bear to watch them die without saving them?"

Jieyin echoed from the side, tears streaming down her face, "Fellow Daoist, like us, is a guest in Purple Heaven Palace and should have fellowship among fellow disciples."

Fellow Daoist is blessed with deep fortune and surely does not lack this opportunity. Why not fulfill the wish of my sisters and the endless beings of the West? This is immeasurable merit!"

Zhen Yuanzi, beside Hong Yun, frowned and transmitted his voice secretly, "Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, absolutely not! How can a seat be given away just like that? Wouldn't yielding it so easily be blasphemy against the Saint's majesty?"

Did Hong Yun not know this in her heart?

She could feel the mystery of the futon, a rare opportunity that might not come again for an eternity. But she was of such a nature that upon hearing of the suffering of the billions of beings in the West, her heart began to waver.

"Alas..."

Hong Yun sighed and finally stood up, saying to Zhunti, "Fellow Daoist, you exaggerate. Since you two have come for the beings of the West, how can I stand idly by? It is merely a seat, and I shall yield it to you."

"Your benevolence is great!"

Zhunti's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she instantly stopped crying, plopping down onto the seat. Her movements were so swift that she was unrecognizable from her previous sorrowful state.

A commotion erupted in the great hall.

"This Hong Yun is truly a fool!"

"To give up such an opportunity, utterly foolish!"

"A good person? In my opinion, she's just an idiot, ruining her own path!"

The continuous jeers reached Hong Yun's ears. Her face turned pale, and a hint of regret welled up in her heart. But since things had come to this, she could only sit beside Zhen Yuanzi.

After Zhunti settled in, she noticed that her senior sister Jieyin was still standing. Her eyes rolled again as she looked around, finally stopping at Kunpeng.

Unlike Hong Yun, Kunpeng had observed the entire scene with cold indifference. A chilling aura emanated from her, keeping everyone at a distance.

Seeing this, Zhunti thought to herself, "This person looks unfriendly, I'm afraid she'll be difficult to deal with."

She looked around. The Three Pure Ones and Di Jun's side seemed too formidable.

Now that Hong Yun had yielded her seat, only Kunpeng was alone.

"One must pick on the weak," Zhunti thought. She exchanged a glance with Jieyin, and they employed the same tactic, approaching Kunpeng together.

"This Fellow Daoist..."

Zhunti forced a pained expression onto her face again.

However, before she could finish speaking, Kunpeng coldly interrupted, "Scram! I am not yielding!"

Zhunti's expression froze. She hadn't expected Kunpeng to be so unyielding.

Jieyin stepped forward and said, "Fellow Daoist, why be so heartless? We too have come for the Great Dao. Fellow Daoist..."

"Opportunities are fought for, not cried for," Kunpeng said dismissively, glancing at the two. A cold glint flashed in her icy eyes. "To sit in my seat, your tears are not enough qualification."

"You!"

Zhunti's face turned red with anger, and a nameless rage ignited, completely dropping her pretense.

"Senior sister, since this Fellow Daoist is unwilling to accommodate us, we shall have to take it ourselves!"

A fierce light blazed in Zhunti's eyes. Before she finished speaking, she had already conjured the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and swept it towards Kunpeng.

Her face was filled with sorrow, yet her attack was ruthlessly fierce. Kunpeng was furious, not expecting these two to dare to fight in the Saint's Dao Field.

Kunpeng attacked without a word. However, the combined power of the two was terrifying.

BOOM!

The divine light of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree heavily struck Kunpeng. Immediately after, an immense golden pressure descended.

Kunpeng felt her Primordial Spirit shake violently. A powerful force lifted her from the futon, and she fell to the ground.

"Pfft!"

Kunpeng spat out a mouthful of blood, her robes stained with dust, looking utterly miserable.

The Purple Heavens Palace was silent, everyone stunned by this sudden turn of events.

Jieyin walked forward with a calm expression and took Kunpeng's cushion.

Kunpeng struggled to get up from the ground, his gaze piercing through the crowd to fixate on Hong Yun.

"It's you!"

Endless resentment and killing intent surged within Kunpeng. He cursed inwardly, "If it weren't for you, you meddling fool who gives away favors, why would they dare set their sights on me?

You're amazing! You're noble! You're a good person! You made me lose my opportunity!"

With that thought, Kunpeng could only find a corner to sit cross-legged. The Three Pure Ones working together, she was no match for them. Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were also not opponents she could handle.

Just then, the pressure of a Saint descended, and a voice echoed through the Purple Firmament Palace.

"High above the nine heavens I lie, On a cushion, the true Dao I spy. Beyond the heavens and earth, dark and bright, I shall be the master, with all my might. Pangu gave birth to Taiji, Yin and Yang, Four Symbols, they decree. The leader of the Profound Gate, all will see, One breath transforms into Hongjun, that is me."

As the voice faded, Hongjun and Chu Feng arrived one after another.

Hongjun waved her sleeve, placing a golden cushion next to herself, signaling Chu Feng to sit.

Seeing this, Chu Feng hesitated for a moment before slowly sitting down. His gaze drifted, and he saw the six cushions below.

As expected, Hong Yun had ultimately given up her seat.

Upon seeing Chu Feng, the Three Pure Ones were startled. Their eyes met. "Eldest Brother, Second Brother, isn't this senior the one who broke into our transformation place back then?" Tongtian transmitted.

"I didn't expect this senior to have such a background," Laozi said with a faint smile, not saying more.

Before the Three Pure Ones had even transformed, Chu Feng had used a Hunyuan Golden Immortal trial card. Thus, the Three Pure Ones naturally regarded Chu Feng as a senior.

Now that Chu Feng had also broken through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, he wasn't unworthy of the title of senior.

At this moment, the Purple Firmament Palace erupted.

"A male creature? How is this possible!"

"When did our Primordial World get a man?"

Everyone was confused. They had all transformed into female forms, and today they were seeing a creature transformed into a male form.

Hongjun released her pressure, her gaze sweeping lightly over everyone. She slowly spoke, "For all of you to travel from afar and enter my Purple Heaven Palace to listen to the Dao, you are all fated individuals. If you come to listen to the Dao again in the future, you will sit in the positions you are seated in today, and they cannot be changed."

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged glances and chuckled softly.

They had bet correctly